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grandmother poem

l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
à minuit
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
je me tiens par temps gris froid
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est à la porte
il y a trois manières dont les hommes prennent

 



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